Chapter 125: Public Losing Skills

The driver took the money and said something, he couldn't know, but he could guess a rough idea, nothing more than thanks and welcome, Xing Shisan just smiled, and walked towards the hotel with a few people.

Sometimes many people are afraid of going out, and the most afraid of going out is the language barrier, at this time, these people encountered such a problem again, the front desk of the hotel spoke fluent English, and asked them, but Xing Shisan's half-hung English really couldn't bear to look at it directly.

An ambition suddenly rose in his heart, and in the future, he must let all countries in the world speak Huaxia, so that he would not encounter an embarrassing situation again.

Although this is a joke, it is not entirely true, when a person stands on the top of the world, one of his jokes may also become a reality.

At this moment, the blade next to him suddenly opened his mouth, his English was surprisingly good, if Xing Shisan didn't know his situation, he would think that he was an overseas Chinese.

"Tell her to open a duplex two-bedroom house." Xing Shisan stepped down from the faΓ§ade and language responsibility, and acted as a behind-the-scenes manipulation.

"I'm going to open a separate room." As soon as his words fell, a quiet voice suddenly sounded.

Xing Shisan glanced at her and said in a low voice: "When you go out, be careful in everything."

Cangyue glared back, and didn't say anything more, which was regarded as acquiescing to his approach.

After opening the room, Xing Shisan carried the sleeping girl to a room, walked to the living room, and asked, "Do you need to order something to eat?"

Despite having eaten on planes, everyone knows that planes and trains are never full, don't ask why? Because it's a fact.

As if she hadn't heard, Cangyue took her luggage and entered another room, leaving only a door with a bang.

Blade shrugged, and it didn't seem like it was eating.

"I didn't expect your English to be good, and now the army still pays these?" The two big men were a little bored, and Xing Shisan was looking for a topic to break the embarrassment of the room.

There was a glint in Blade's eyes, and he replied proudly, "As a cutting-edge warrior, English is just basic."

After a pause, he asked silently, "We'll leave tomorrow?"

"It depends on the situation, maybe you stay here for a day or two, if you do get there, there may be no peace." Xing Shisan suddenly said a little lonely: "I'll go out to breathe, and I'll be back in a while."

Walking on the streets of foreign countries, wandering away from the mirror to see the moon in the mirror, and the people outside the mirror to see the flowers in the fog, the unique loneliness, Xing Shisan was a little lost.

"Hi, hello, Huaxia gentlemen?" Just when he was confused, he noticed that he was gently patted on the shoulder.

Vaguely took two steps forward, turned around, a thin young man in his twenties with black eyes was looking at him with a smile, Xing Shisan smiled apologetically, and said, "Yes, you too"? ”

"That's right, my home is south of Caiyun, I didn't expect to meet my fellow villagers in this place where birds don't, it's really a great blessing in the world", the young man said happily, and after a while, he said: "By the way, my name is Xu Donghao, everyone used to call me a mouse, and I studied at Karachi University."

"Study Monk! Terrific. Xing 13 joked and stretched out his hand: "Xing 13, a free man."

Xu Donghao stretched out his hand and shook his hand, and said with a haha: "What kind of international student, it's just that it's easier to mix up in a foreign vest in China now, that's all, are you here to travel?"

When Xing Shisan heard this, his first impression of him was good, at least he was not a person who pretended to be forced, some Chinese people went abroad, and they couldn't wait to go to the heels of others, and they were so superior in the face of Chinese people.

After a while, he came back to his senses and continued the topic: "Yes, just got off the plane, just go shopping."

"Karachi has Pakistan's oldest memory, the ancient city of Teda, and the most deserted beach in Pakistan, but unfortunately it's getting late today, otherwise I can take you to visit." Xu Donghao said with a little regret. Then he reported a set of phone numbers, and asked Xing 13 that if he needed a tour guide tomorrow, he could take a leave of absence to take them out to have fun.

After all, in Karachi, which is not a tourist destination, it is still rare to meet a Chinese tourist.

"Haha", Xing Thirteen smiled faintly, didn't care, and asked casually: "Study monks, don't you go to class at night?" ”

When Xu Donghao heard this, he touched his head embarrassedly: "Hehe, anyway, it's also self-study, I heard that there are traditional folk craft exhibitions in the Karachi City Exhibition Hall in front of me tonight, and I heard that there are also descendants of Luban in Huaxia, I am personally very interested in this, so I will take a car to take a look." ”。

After a pause, he seemed to be happy again: "It's a pity that none of my classmates are interested, buddy, why don't you accompany me, let's also form a companion for each other."

As he spoke, he grabbed Xing Thirteen's arm and walked forward.

Looking at his enthusiasm, the corners of Xing Thirteen's mouth twitched a little, but when he met a Chinese in a foreign country, he swallowed the words that came to his mouth, thinking in his heart, just scatter your heart!

It didn't take long for the two of them to walk to the place, the venue of the exhibition was arranged in a new urban exhibition hall, the snow-white glazed walls outside, the format of the concave shape in the middle was all designed, and the characters on it were not recognized, but they exuded beautiful colors under the light of neon lights.

At this time, the crowd outside kept pouring in, and he didn't say anything more and followed everyone in. The inside of the exhibition hall is large and empty, with curtains drawn around it, revealing a dark reflection in the light.

In the middle of the hall there was a stage, on both sides of the stage hung faded curtains, hanging some sparse tassels, and in the middle hung a red lamp, and the stage was covered with wooden boards. As soon as the clumsy lights shined, they changed to a different color, and even the faces of the actors standing on the stage changed, as if they had entered the absurd world of the play.

In the stands, a shadow puppet show is vivid, the people below have divided their respective spheres of influence, just like the vendors in the night market, occupy a good geographical location, there are many tourists inside, after looking at it for a while, the thirteenth sentence slowly paced towards the surroundings, each stall is furnished with some strange and rare objects, there are delicate and small animal carvings, there are handmade wooden boxes that can be opened automatically, and there is a bobblehead donkey controlled by a thin line that is invisible to the naked eye, you jump as soon as you shout it, Throw your head hysterical, like a drug.

"Well, there are a lot of rare things you haven't seen before, right?" Xu Donghao came out with his footsteps and said proudly.

Xing Thirteen nodded, the various exquisite handicraft skills displayed here are indeed amazing, but he is not a person who has never seen the world, once, the mechanical beast that appeared in an immortal tomb, if it wasn't for the master's presence, he would probably stay in that place forever.

Sighing to himself in a little disappointment, he suddenly found a strange stall, guarded by a thin old man, who did not have a few wooden crafts on his stall, but a lot of books.

Xing Shisan's eyes showed a bright light, he walked over quickly, and looked through them casually, most of them were books that introduced woodworking knowledge, such as "Wood Art Basics", "Qing Style Furniture Research", "Traditional Wood Art Codes" and the like. He wasn't very interested in any of these and was about to leave.

Suddenly, in the inconspicuous corner of the stall, there was an old thread-bound book, and the name of "Gongyi Technique" was immediately printed in his eyes.

If you lose, isn't that Luban? For this legendary figure, Xing Shisan was full of interest, picked up the book and looked at it, the paper had been yellowed, it looked like it was some years old, it was full of some vertical lines of traditional characters, and there were many strange illustrations, some of them looked like production tools, some looked like some animals, and some looked like some parts of human joints.

"What's so good about this book, let's go, I'll take you over there to see a few rare gadgets......" Xu Donghao pulled him to leave, but Xing Shisan always felt that something was wrong with this book, but he couldn't say what was wrong, it just gave people an eerie feeling.

Let Xu Donghao walk around the exhibition hall by himself, and then stand here and flip through a few pages, until finally, the hairs on his back suddenly stood up in an instant.

There is an illustration of a human figure drawn on the book! The chest cavity was wide open, but there were no internal organs inside, but some messy mechanical parts stuffed inside. The figure in the painting stands in a cross shape with his hands and feet outstretched, like Leonardo da Vinci's "Vitruvian Man", with an expression on his face that is painless and even somewhat intoxicated...... Such an expression made him feel a chill.